fatal attraction

Kong Yitang is not very interested in celebrating the festival.

From teenage years, these girls' favorite holidays have been celebrated with drums and gongs.She still remembers sitting at the same table with Chai Ying in high school. Although she was invisible and isolated by the girls in the class at that time, she still lived a fulfilling life every day.

After all, she has no shortage of love objects.

Boys don't care if you are isolated or what, anyway, it's good-looking.

Not to mention boyfriends.

In Kong Yitang's impression, she herself didn't seem to celebrate Christmas, let alone Christmas Eve.

If it happened to be a school day, the head teacher would bring a box of apples, one for each person.Even the packaging is not included, some apples look bumpy and hard to swallow, but he just smiled and stood on the podium to watch a group of people who "take advantage of no matter the size" happily took them back.

It's not paid for class fees...

Kong Yitang wanted to be speechless. The high school she transferred to was considered the best in the city, and it was completely incomparable with the junior high school for migrant children she had before.But people of this age seem to have the same brain circuits during the holidays. Anyway, they don't have much interest in class. They just chatter all night, thinking about what to do after class.

Chai Ying buys a Christmas sweater every Christmas, and she has to put on Christmas red nail polish the night before, anyway, the next day there are fools wearing Santa hats everywhere, and it won't be particularly conspicuous.

Kong Yitang still remembers Chai Ying's well-dressed appearance.

Now that she's in her third year, wearing dark lipstick every day doesn't seem to be able to get rid of this very enthusiastic girlish heart. Maybe there's a reason why she's been with her equally well-matched girl Gong boyfriend for a long time.

Kong Yitang boredly scrolled through Moments, ridiculed all kinds of senior boys and girls who were preparing for Christmas, and finally chose to give a thumbs up to Assistant Chai's new Christmas manicure.

But she didn't like the kiss in the Christmas sweater with her boyfriend in the previous article.

Gotta make a pissed face.

Might as well go to work.

The king was taken out for a drive by Xiao Wenqi, and Kong Yitang had nothing to do at home, so he finally asked the driver to take her to the company.

It is really bitter.

At the end of the year, the handovers at hand came and went, and there was not much left. She sorted out the materials for the meeting on Monday afternoon, and finally lay down on the table.

The building of Xinzhao Company is in the city center, next to a well-known business district. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looking out, you can also see the Christmas Light Festival within the business district not far away.

She ate two planetary cups, and she was so dizzy that she finally went downstairs sullenly.

The news of He Ying Zhao on the phone was still in the morning.

In the past two years, Ying Zhao's production has decreased a lot, but she still produces one or two works every year. Kong Yitang is quite obedient in this respect, and will not stalk her and beg her to accompany her.

But Mr. Tang was still extremely depressed, and suddenly felt that he was really miserable.

The disdain for festivals that extended from my youth to recent years disappeared instantly, and I was a little envious of being able to play with my partner at this time.

Even on weekends.

On rest days, people who go to work also rest, if you are filming...

It's good to be able to rest.

She had just taken the elevator downstairs when Jiang Hang called.Her bachelor cousin strongly invited Kong Yitang to his friend's newly opened clubhouse, "Ertang, I know you don't date, anyway, it's empty, so just come here to save face."

Kong Yitang was so angry that the top of his head was smoking for a moment, but when Jiang Hang drove over to pick her up, he still reluctantly got into the car.

Jiang Hang's out-of-shape appearance in front of his own sister still can't be changed. Along the way, he babbled about life experiences of middle-aged single and unattractive men, and finally Kong Yitang slapped his shoulder from behind with a crutch before he calmed down.

The friend Kong Yitang mentioned by cousin Jiang Hang has never seen it, or maybe he has seen it but has no impression. All kinds of ghosts and snakes came in pairs and alone. They almost turned the nice-looking coffee shop into a disco place.Probably in order to match the festive atmosphere, there are many gifts hung on the decorated Christmas tree indoors, and those who bring their families can grab them with their children in their arms.Kong Yitang was sitting on the sofa under the Christmas tree, and could be hit by a small gift box every few times.

She ducked into the corner with a glass of red wine.

There are still quite a few acquaintances here, seeing that there is no one behind Kong Yitang, they jokingly asked, "Where is your teacher Ying?"

Since Kong Yitang and Ying Zhao made it public, these people have really seen what it means to have two faces.Mr. Tang, who has no one to treat him before, still has a day when he will be obediently obedient and not drink, so every time he meets him, he has to give a symbolic greeting.

"Let's make a play."

Without raising his head, Kong Yitang squeezed the wine glass and poured it down his throat.

Not long after she swallowed it, she heard the sound of a child wow-wah-wah. She followed the sound, but unexpectedly, a Santa Claus walked out with a sack on his back, and he was quite tall.

The child asked Santa Claus for a gift, and the thin and tall Santa Claus carried the child to the bar and put it on the bar, pointing to the cloth on the ground.

Once it was opened, there were several boxes stacked inside, and there was something golden in the Christmas stocking.

That's ok, it's pretty good at opening at this time.

Kong Yitang watched Santa Claus pushing the cart to distribute presents. Some boxes were opened and the insides turned out to be spoofs. They were hit on the head by some kind of spring hammer.

Unexpectedly, it was Kong Yitang's turn in the end.

She looked at Santa standing in front of her and shook her head, "I'm not interested."

She doesn't want to be punished.

Jiang Hang, who was playing cards, laughed, "Don't you dare? Ertang, you're going to live and go back."

Kong Yitang: "Then you go."

Jiang Hang: "I got it just now, look."

He waved his hand, holding a box with cufflinks in it.

"Which one is mine?"

Kong Yitang turned his head, raised his eyes and asked Santa who refused to leave.

There was only the biggest one left on the cart, so it was useless to ask.

"Then I'll open it myself."

Many people looked here, and some whistled.

Kong Yitang stretched out his hand to open the big cardboard box. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened it, a hand stretched out from inside and grabbed her.

"..."

She took a step back in fright, but was still pulled tightly.

But in the next second, he laughed out loud.

The hand holding her had a ring on it.

very familiar.

Same as what she has.

"Aren't you surprised at all?"

The people inside stood up, straightened their hair, and looked at Kong Yitang with a smile.

"Surprise, my heart is about to burst."

Kong Yitang looked at Ying Zhao, bit his lip and said.

There was booing and whistling all around.

Santa took off his hood, revealing a sweaty face.

Gu Zhengchuan sighed, "Jiang Doudou has some bad ideas."

He flicked his hair, only to be hugged by a child with glowing eyes, speechless.

Ying Zhao specially flew back from abroad and had to leave early tomorrow morning.

The crew filmed her part for an extra day, and she was actually a little tired at the moment, but when she saw Kong Yitang, she felt refreshed again.

The room was a bit hot, and Kong Yitang drank a lot of wine by herself. Although she could drink well, the hot wind smeared her face.Ying Zhao sat on the sofa and played a game of cards with Jiang Hang. Kong Yitang snuggled up to Ying Zhao, watching his partner play cards with squinted eyes.

Back and forth, Jiang Hang laughed first.

"You two go back and play cards, I think Ertang is wishing this place would be burned!"

Ying Zhao turned his head and glanced at Kong Yitang who was leaning on his shoulder and squinting, "Then shall we go?"

"Let's go, you two."

"That's right, our single noble group has long wanted to coax you away."

……

Gu Zhengchuan was still here, he threw the car keys to Ying Zhao, "Tomorrow at eight o'clock, don't oversleep."

There are still people whistling around, and that one has a long aftertaste.

Kong Yitang turned his head and gave that person a hard look.

Ying Zhao stretched out his arms to embrace her, "Okay, let's go. Why are you blushing, and how much did you drink?"

Kong Yitang tried to bury himself in Ying Zhao's arms, and said vaguely, "Just a little bit."

"It's really only a little... I'm not drunk, but I'm a little hot."

Kong Yitang was still mumbling, but Ying Zhao had already led her out with a smile.

The coffee shop is on a bustling commercial street. It is cold and windy outside, but there are still many people there.

Ying Zhao: "Go home? Or take a walk outside?"

Kong Yitang hugged the opponent's arm, "Anything is fine."

"It's hard for me to judge if you say 'anything'."

"Then take a stroll outside before going back?"

"it is good."

Ying Zhao drove to a Christmas theme park, Kong Yitang didn't take the walking stick out of the car, she was held by Ying Zhao and walked slowly on the road.

"Tomorrow so early..."

Ying Zhao's hands were very hot, and Kong Yitang buttoned them tightly. She was wearing a white down jacket that Ying Zhao took off from the car, and there was a small circle of fluff on the hat. It was very interesting to look up at people, and Ying Zhao couldn't help it. He bowed his head and kissed her.

"Oh, full of hair."

Kong Yitang: "..."

"Yeah, I miss you so much, I miss you so much."

Kong Yitang looked at Ying Zhao without blinking.

Ying Zhao kissed her again.

Kiss on the lips, this kiss should have been separated at the touch of a touch, but Kong Yitang kept it.

Kong Yitang stood on tiptoe, one hand was clasped by Ying Zhao, and the other was pressed on Ying Zhao's shoulder.

Ying Zhao couldn't help laughing.

She stuck out her tongue and licked the other's teeth, and her Jia Tang had already closed her eyes happily.

There is another person who is in a hurry.

In the end, I didn't have much time to walk around, but I took a picture in a dark corner of the festival of lights.

President Tang laughed dimpled, but Ying Zhao didn't show her.

There are also rental bicycles in the outer circle of the park, and they are still the old-fashioned sophomores.The boss is an old man wearing earmuffs. He looks like he doesn't care about the Christmas songs played in the park.It's a pity that a pile of colorful hydrogen balloons hanging next to his radio broke the relationship between strangers, and there are always children who want to buy one by pulling the sleeves of adults.

There are small lights tied on the outer circle of the balloon, and there is still an arrogant heart inside, which looks very girly. A bell is tied to the bottom of the rope. When the wind blows, it jingles, and it seems to be responding to the Christmas carols in the distance. I don't know how this uncle read the libretto.

"Little Tang": "I want one."

Ying Zhao: "..."

So cute.

The old man raised his eyelids, and the little girl standing next to him probably belonged to his family. Hearing Kong Yitang's words, he smiled and said, "Which one do you want?"

"Magenta with a peach heart."

Mr. Tang stared at the balloon, while Ying Zhao on one side bought earmuffs from a stall on the other side to cover the other side's head.

First, there was a cold on the head, and then the tightness of the ears made Kong Yitang stunned, and almost missed the balloon.

Then I heard Ying Zhao ask, "How can I rent a car?"

"Ten yuan an hour, a deposit of [-], bring your ID card."

said the old man.

Kong Yitang's eyes lit up.

Suddenly remembering Ying Zhao's appearance now, he lowered his head again.

Ying Zhao was very happy. After handing in his ID card and money, he pulled the car towards Kong Yitang who was holding a balloon and said, "Let's go."

Mr. Tang asked coyly, "Is it really all right?"

Ying Zhao put on the down jacket, fastened it, and said, "Hurry up."

Kong Yitang, who sat in the back seat, immediately grabbed Ying Zhao's clothes, "Where are we going?"

"Ride around casually... Isn't this your wish?"

Kong Yitang seldom responds to Zhao's requests, and this silent wish rarely reveals any clues. Ying Zhao saw it through a post-it note that fell out of Kong Yitang's notebook when he was tidying up things one day.

She didn't open it to read it, but pinched the words on the post-it note that fell out for a long time.

It says--

"If only I could kick that idiot off and sit on the back of her bike myself."

So cute.

At that time, Ying Zhao couldn't help but squeeze the note tightly.

When the past really becomes the past, and the people involved are truly buried in the past, the future is brand new, but there are still some regrets that cannot be completely made up for.

After procrastinating and procrastinating, it can be cashed out today.

"Ah, how do you know that?"

Kong Yitang muttered.

"what?"

Ying Zhao asked.

"nothing!"

Kong Yitang said loudly.

The wind was blowing, and it felt like it was going to freeze on the face.

Kong Yitang didn't feel uncomfortable wearing earmuffs and a hat. He raised his eyes to see the balloon, and circled Ying Zhao's waist.

The legs couldn't help shaking.

Finally couldn't resist taking a photo.

The balloon in the mobile phone is shining, and the purple heart inside looks very eye-catching. The sky is not dark under the lens, it is a bit like cobalt blue mixed with black.

Kong Yitang made a scissorhands comparison and posted it on Weibo.

"Super Satisfied-w-[Figure]"

The author has something to say:

Merry Christmas everyone -3-

The timeline of this chapter has nothing to do with the main text, so it's a long time later?

I hope you will be there at Christmas next year) Boji~

I wish you a happy date too -w-